#queen shaki

[john---baptist]

being sick sucks. i dont recommend it.

#loz #botw #revali #mipha #zelda #zelda took 'i want to study you under a microscope' quite literally! #hes just a droopy guy. what can i say. drama queen #can we tell by how shaky my lines are. man #myart

[tenochconamor]

Shuri felt safe around Namor.

A year of her mom, her closest friends and family trying to get Shuri to open up about her grief was ineffective. However, after this King who everyone was afraid of, shared his life story, his history, his culture and his secrets with her she felt safe enough to share her complex feelings about her brother's death to him. Grief she had buried within for a year was laid bare, practically spilling her guts to him, in the face of Namor's own openness and vulnerability.

I think Shuri still longs for the connection she had with Namor even after everything that happened. She's more untethered than ever before and longs for the only person she ever felt that instant connection to but she can't go to him because it's not easy to forgive. So she goes to Haiti, the beach, as close to the water as she can and she cries.

#namor hears it and cracks appear in his resolve to not regret his actions #his children were his to protect and he did so for centuries #their worshipful devotion of him tell tales #but aftermath of the princess unexpected visit shook their very world #their belief in him for the first time was shaky because he waa vulnerable to the wrong person #because he waa soft for the first time #a queen is worth the life of my children he had thought #but now watching the princess cry herself hoarse namor couldn't help but break a little knowing he caused this amount of grief #couldn't help but consider what could have been if the princess was not a princess and he was no god #what they could have had if they were just namor and shuri #nashuri #namuri #namor x shuri #seaprincess #shuramor #shuri x namor #tenoch huerta #letitia wright #namor of talokan #princess shuri #mcu namor

[rubbish78]

Gerard Way getting the audience in Wolverhampton Civic Hall to sing ‘Happy Birthday’ to Frank Iero in England on 11/01/2005 (x)

#i didn't write the text of them singing happy birthday because yeah too much #frank iero #gonna make frank the QUEEN #gerard way #mcr #my chemical romance #tw: shaky cam #three cheers for sweet revenge era #rubbish78gifs #my gifs #day after his birthday which is halloween #someone gave him a skeleton i guess #bros be colliding

[afieldinengland]

forgive me for talking about the production of macbeth i saw at the globe again but one of the things i think it did best when it came to staging a tragedy was the constant emphasis on youth– through props, through mannerism, and through the ages of the actors cast. there's something so much more wrenching and pathetic when the next generation to inherit the bloody cycle of succession are aged between eight and seventeen. when fleance is dragged from his bed he wears spiderman pyjamas. malcolm receives the news that he is newly orphaned in a hoodie (and, with the excision of donalbain, he processes it alone). when the assassins come for macduff's family, his son attempts to threaten them with a plastic water pistol before he is strangled with his own birthday balloon. young siward is a boy of about ten, and macbeth soothes him like an elder brother before he snaps his neck. and lady macduff was heavily pregnant

#and there's comedy in it too– malcolm's speech about there being no end to his lust for the maidens or whatever is delivered with the #rapidly unseated shaky bravado of youth to a perfectly incredulous macduff. but the youth element says something so vital and so terrible #and so timeless i think. it was coldly deployed and perfectly. i daresay i think shakespeare would have thought so too #something about duncan being a queen too. malcolm loses his mother not his father. he sits hunched on stage as the adults talk #and when they rush off he has this solitary mournful scream. i need to stop talking about this now sorry #macbeth

[shadow0-1]

🧐

#call of duty #cambles #okay im taking this opportunity to be salty #not about ale or valeria #but about the factions #because you fucking know ale is going to be with the specgru and the 14q #141 fuck whatever #and the multiplayer ''lore'' for mwii is already shaky as fuck #you KNOW valeria is going to be kortac #you KNOW shes morally dubious and questionable #shes NOT a 'good guy' by any means in the campaign. she has her own motivations etc #but ultimately they dont align with yknow. protagonist good guy intentions #so kortac is sussy at BEST #SO WHY THE FUCK #DO SOME OF YALL KEEP PUTTING KONIG IN THE 141 #this is my same reasoning for if graves ever becomes an op #theres absolutely zero fucking chance hes going to be specgru #anyway ❤️ #loving her hair go queen #and throat mic on ale oof #now give me rudy #sorry im just so tired of konig #actually no im not fuck you #yall clearly cant behave with him #make him act like a child #and have the gall to replace a black man with him #what kinda white supremacist bullshit is that

[coldshrugs]

close quarters

pairing: io laithe / estinien varlineau word count: 690 note: finally giving a little headcanoned moment a spotlight. is there ever a good time to notice your friend's hot?

“You are going easy on me,” Io says through gritted teeth, shoving Estinien’s wooden lance away with her own.

He takes an easy step back, falling into a relaxed lean against the practice lance, eyeing her stance as she repositions. Her feet are too close together, as are her hands on the pole, leading to unwieldy movements he can predict before she makes them.

To her credit, they’ve only been at this for a bell or so. He’s seen worse.

...But he's seen better too. So, yes, he is taking it easy on her.

“We don’t have to keep at this. Surely there’s something else to do–” “Estinien,” she huffs, standing at her full height and gesturing around them with the stick. “Have you forgotten we are at sea, and will be for another month? I need to train, and unfortunately, the occasional gull makes for poor sport.”

She all but pouts, beckoning him to continue with wide, pleading eyes. There is a thrum in his chest, something tiny and warm brushes against the fondness he holds for her.

Something new.

“Fine.”

If Io wants a lesson, he shall give her one. He slots his blunted weapon into the nearest rack and moves to her side.

“Hold it out,” he instructs. She does as he says with a giddy smile and without question, so he steps behind her. “Hands–” he covers hers with his own, then slides them into a more practical placement– “here, and here. Yes?”

“Wider grip, I can do that.” Io nods, her tied hair brushing his shoulder. A few strands lay across it completely.

Estinien inhales deeply, nodding too.

“Wider stance, as well. Stay low.” His hands move to her shoulder and waist, pushing her into a lunge position. He glances to the place his fingers meet her shoulder, ready to correct the slight stiffness she's still holding there, but his attention is drawn away.

Io's skin glistens in the midday sun, light twisting and refracting across the lean muscle of her back and arms, and under the thin sheen of sweat lie a dense scattering of freckles. Has he never noticed them? They spread across her back and down, down, to his other hand at her waist. Without a thought, his thumb slides over her skin, cutting a slow arc across her side. He watches it happen as if he’s lost control of his actions, expression turning to stone.

Estinien doesn’t move.

Doesn’t speak.

Doesn't breathe.

Io exhales at the touch, her firm posture betrayed by the unsteady breath. She seems otherwise unphased, even shifting further into the space of his arms. “Why must I be this low? It’s terribly uncomfortable.”

She turns her head, inspecting him from the corner of her eye, something like concern written on her brow. He’s been silent for too long. His hands are still on her, and his expression must be amusing if he takes Io’s sudden smile into account. She swallows, and he cannot help but watch the ripple of movement. Her lips, her throat...

“Stin. Silence can be an excellent tutor, but I do have questions.”

He steps away, clearing his throat as he ponders how to answer. There must be something else–anything else–on this godsforsaken deck to look at. “Store your energy so you’re ready to leap when the fight calls for it. You wouldn’t keep your bowstring at a full draw constantly. This is the same.”

“I see the logic in that. This looks better?” She holds her half-corrected stance, glancing at him for approval.

Estinien, busying himself with the small collection of practice weapons, peers at Io over his shoulder.

She does look much improved, but her form is no longer the only thing he notices. The sun on her skin, illuminating dark constellations broken only by her clothing. The delicate floral scent in her hair that faded as he moved away. Her gently teasing smile. The inexplicable compulsion to be next to her again. He now notices all these too.

Halone grant me the fucking strength.

“Aye,” he sighs, roughly jerking up a lance. “Much better. Let’s go again.”

#azia writes #io laithe #io/estinien #the economy of love in close quarters #i wanted to do a whole little series about how touch changes for them over the course of endwalker and the patches #with that as the title (ty la dispute) but writing is SO HARD lately #maybe i still will but we will see. i need to get out of estinien's head and back into io's lskajfdlks #anyway! dani tagged me for wip wednesday and this was just about finished anyway so. why not? #the lance training is really when estinien has his first :hm: moments but he is very ignoring all that. or denying it #io is queen of being oblivious tbh #but girl it's not normal to let ur pal caress you in a training session and let out a shaky breath about it!! #and then smile at them like it didn't happen! #neither one of them has it together but it's okay it's fine clearly they get there

[wesavegotham]

Obviously I have no idea where Tom Taylor will be going with his Dark Knights of Steel elseworld, but the first book pushes the idea that Bruce, despite being a bastard (he's the illegitimate son of late Queen Martha and Jor-El in this) should inherit the throne one day since he's the only one related to the original monarchs of the kingdom, and I can't help but imagine Bruce sitting one the throne one day and he swears to himself to only sire "trueborn children" so no biologically related child of his would ever suffer from growing up as a bastard like he did...and then Damian is introduced to him.

#The idea that Damian might not actually be Bruce's son goes out the window the second Damian starts to scowl exactly like him #Actually this scenario would create a good opportunity for Bruce to reflect on how he was treated by his family #Legitimizing Damian might be controversial both because of Damian's connection to Ra's #And because being a bastard who became king should already put Bruce on politically shaky ground #If he recognizes Damian as his firstborn son and heir it would also become difficult for him to find a political alliance through marriage #Since any wife of his and her family would want to see her children on the throne after Bruce and not Damian #But Bruce suffered deeply from being a bastard and from Jor-El only revealing to him that he was his father when he was an adult #So treating Damian as a bastard or denying the paternity might be emotionally difficult for him because he knows how that feels #Btw in my head Talia only reveals Damian to Bruce to protect him from Ra's or another threat #Not to mess with Bruce #And hey #Maybe we can even solve this problem by having Bruce fall in love and marry her #Even if marrying Ra's daughter would probably be frowned upon #Idk I just want Bruce and Talia to have a love story again #Plus Talia would look amazing as queen

[guacala]

what im listening rn while writing

i promise i'll have the hickey fic out this week, i've just been feeling like shit lately 😭

#bella ramsey #bella ramsey x reader #bella ramsey fanfic #the last of us #queens shaki and riri have my heart #spotify

[queen-scribbles]

add this to the list of things that annoy me about Lana*

#queen in space #*i guess it's more how bioware *utilizes* lana than the character herself? #there are some things about her that annoy me #(not enough to outright dislike/hate her like liara and some others #just enough to stick her in the ambivalent camp with koth ''valkorion fanboy'' vortena) #but that they use her as the easy way out of ''why can't i X?'' or ''why would i do Y?'' situations with a handwavy ''lana said so'' #like this is a good example #a perfect example really #rather than have lana turn away a (back-up) sis contact who's on slightly less shaky standing than theron #(who LEFT the sis during your carbonite nap) #which feels like an ooc move for your canonically pragmatic advisor #lean into the fact jonas mentions being on denon while the trooper's running sor #we know things got REAL messy there during arcann's reign #use that (i have plans for the conjunction of those two facts in a longfic :3) #he got tied up there in some sense #OR he was on a deep cover op since he clearly still feels the sis is where he can do the most good #given he stayed throug hall of saresh's fuckery #(and not wanting to lose his job puts limits on how much he #helps with tracking down the deadeyes on jorgan's questline so there's precedent for him putting high priority on his job) #idk i just think there are many better explanations for jonas not joining than ''lana wouldn't let him get in touch with you''?????? #and there's other spots where they use lana as the handwave ''bc i said so'' character bc they wanna streamline the story #i understand wanting to streamline the story there's way too many variables to let us do *everything* #(I say as someone who desperately wished elara mentioned aleksei in that bonus 1-on-1 the trooper gets with her #TELL ME HOW YOUR BROTHER IS DOING) #but they put like 85=90% of the explanation for why/how they do that on lana #and just hope she's enough a loyal badass people don't question it #she basically has plot armor at this point since they put in the option to let theron die in nc :| #she's drifting dangerously close to ''bioware assigned bestie'' territory #and it has me very 'eh' about a character i would normally like a lot more #(i do wanna be clear about that.

[nostalgia-tblr]

If I could do Fics With A Plot I'd probably attempt An AU Where Lauffey Dies And Odin Goes "Oh Hey, Frost Dudes, I Had Your Heir All Along :D He's Urs Now :D" Except Because This Is A Shit Plan It Does Not Go At All Well. Because it does bother me. Because I worry too much about fictional monarchies having the 'wrong' rules. D:

#this of course means odin has also has to tell his son “btw we lied to you. GUESS WHAT THO!! I GOT U A JOB!!” #and he sends Thor along because a) characters need other characters to talk to and b) he does in fact expect trouble #and I reckon after some sort of tense Confrontation about how if Lauffey wanted rid of his son he should have the guts to make sure he died #instead of leaving it to fate like a COWARD #Loki would - by power of poshness alone - manage to convince one or two Jotuns that he does indeed count as the heir #meanwhile: existential crisis D: D: D: #but hey free kingdom nothing to sneeze at eh? let's go! we can do this! #except (obviously) no. you can't. there is NO WAY there's nobody out there with a counterclaim. #and if your WORST ENEMY raised your new king (who has a questionable claim) you absolutely manage to find a third cousin from somewhere far #off who also has a shaky claim but - here's the thing - he's not an obvious attempt to impose Odin's puppet on your realm #and then Plot would unfold which is why i cant write this despite my Weird Niche Interests being aroused (NOT LIKE THAT) by this idea #also i would answer the “was there no mother involved? did she not mind the infanticide thing?” (could go either way on that really) #essentially Loki does have Scheming Politician energy but sometimes the task really is just impossible #but perhaps surprisingly the ending is a heartwarming reunion and maybe - MAYBE - some sort of vague apology #because that really was The Worst Fucking Plan Of All Time #okay someone stop me making a new file (you-and-whose-army.rtf) and writing the extensive notes i've now got in my head D: #(but an AU so not really!) #do you want a civil war on jotunheim because this is how you get a civil war on jotunheim #...oh no DO you want a civil war on jotunheim?! D: D: was THAT the plan??? D: D: #i'd totally throw in an Ambitious Consort Queen because those are my jam <3 <3 <3 #fic-related #thor movies

[headkiss]

thinking of king george’s love confession feeling ill

#my heart calls your name 😭😭😭😭😭 #ARE U KIDDING. #and the shakiness in his voice #i cant #queen charlotte #bridgerton

[liroyalty]

Me: I am going to be on my royalty blog for a change.

Someone in one my discord servers: Hogwarts Legacy came out on ps4 finally & I'm gonna play it & screen share it

Me: Nevermind, I'm gonna go watch this.

#(look i am still interested in the game it looks super cool) #(i know the brain of hogwarts is on shaky as ground which is why i want to watch my friend play) #(the gameplay will make it or break it for me) #ooc [so speakth the queen of queens]

[gonemechaniic]

Hey, do you ever think about Cindy during the WoD years, with the pressures of brainstorming new ideas to keep the lights longer and probably keeping most of the remaining usable vehicles running yet at almost every turn, hearing about civilians or even hunters lost to the darkness coupled with the worry and constantly checking in with her last family member now and again but also still being at the garage where her deepest traumatizing fears are right in her backyard and between that and her occasional ( lbr, they're probably more frequent ) night terrors, sometimes everything becomes so much that at just random intervals she just breaks down crying?

... well I just did 🙃

Edit to add a wall of tags

#⚙ ; 𝐎𝐎𝐂 :: The salt queen cometh! #But then ofc if caught she'll brush it off #give a light laugh and shake her head #even apologize for it #bc she wants to be the optimistic glue holding the broken popsicle house #This pain is nothing new and a smile or shaky giggle is a tried and true bandaid #'It's fine' and 'I'm ok really' are the neosporin #She has a job to do she has responsibilities #and she doesn't want anyone to worry over her #But you can bet with one really tight reassuring hug #it's all over and she's holding onto them for dear life trying not to crumble #It's 11pm and I'm sobbing 🥲

[sickgraymeat]

some embarrassing phone doodle vent art comic thing??

#adventure time #marceline the vampire queen #marceline abadeer #vampire king #at #adventure time stakes #fanart #idk I got an app but I’m very shaky I hope it reads lol #mine #don’t perceive me pls & ty

[mechahero]

Pspspspsps- you should let Lambda paint your nails maybe.

#//yeah itll be shaky and kind of bad but its the thought that counts! #//he's got so many nail polish colors even though he cant rlly wear any of it #he's a killer queen... {ic}

[baekuras]

Played more Baldurs Gate 3 today and the main part that stuck can basically be summed up into:

Dear diary

today I met a spider man No, not spiderman, a literal spider man

send help

also which eye/s do you focus at and how do you stop a spider(man) to stop leaning closer to you (URGENT)

#txts #bg3 #to BE fair #my first thought was: huh i wonder which of my followers would fuck this guy #like purely aesthetics based-less personality #he's a bit....shaky #and also currently a splat on the ground bc i am a nice person this first it #it completely slipped my mind that driders exist tbh #like yeah drow and spider queen etc etc yep dnd lore #HOW did I forget about....driders? #my brain literally forgot to put 1+1 together #drow+spider(queen)=drider #anyhow watch me run straight into an ancient dragon or smth of that sort bc i won't think ahead or just forget about it #i do like the dragons in this game a lot tho tbh #their animations are so good it's so fun to watch them <333 #i do love how in this moment literally EVERYONE was uncomfortable #the fuck do you mean I have to talk to him-I just got here and played some music like YOU asked me to #I didn't order THIS #i shall take no responsibility here